Desperately Seeking a Routine

We had hoped to get to church today. It didn't happen. The Boy had probably his worst night yet last night and coupled with the fact that it's 13 degrees outside before the windchill and the fact that I am lapsing into my "once I'm up, I'm up" mode - which has been the case for most of my life - well, actually getting up didn't even happen until about 11.

I worried a little about the sleeping problems I have, but began to be optimistic after the first little while when sheer exhaustion was helping me drop right back to sleep after a night feeding. Unfortunately, it seems like the tendency I've had since I was at least in middle school is now rearing its ugly head...and I'm not sure what to do about it. But last night, after finally getting The Boy to lie down without screaming, I tried to go back to bed only to realize that I was awake. I lay there, willing myself to sleep and finally drifted off about 15 minutes before it was time to get up to feed him again. Lather, rinse, repeat.

In non-baby news, I'm basically finished with one class. I turned in my last paper and have a little more interaction in the discussion forum to do, but otherwise, I am removing that class from my radar. Which leaves me with the wretched group project class. Our tentative schedule had us supposed to have a final first draft of everything today. Only one other person and I have done anything for this project - so we're missing that deadline and I frankly don't even know what we're going to end up with as a final project. It's due next Sunday though, so whatever it is it's gonna have to get done this week. Once it's turned in, I have to write two "reflections" - one on how wonderful and educationally rich the group project was and one on how wonderful and educationally rich the class was (hey! I do get to write fiction!). I'm not sure exactly how I'm going to manage tact and honesty at the same time. I am sure that I'm looking forward to this semester being over though, even if it does mean that the dissertation and all the uncertainty surrounding same looms on the horizon.

I should now get back to work since The Boy is snoozing and all is quiet. Of course, what I really want to do is take a nap.